"Yes, yes, but it can also be a hindrance."

André said this sentence without a clue, and then left, and the guard looked at the improvised youth and the direction of the Bonarotti manor as if to understand something.

Andre ignored what the guards behind him were thinking, and came to the front of more than forty young people, his body suddenly straightened, and then the young people couldn't help but stand upright.

"The whole team!"

Swish!

The young men moved quickly, carried their guns, sorted out their uneven clothes, and then stood in four rows, some untidy but generally not bad.

"Introduce myself, I am your new commander, Andrei, and you can call me the rank of Major or your Lord Guard, because I serve Prince Ernst of the Austro-Hungarian Empire."

"Major!"

A clever young man took the lead, and then a neat major resounded around, and some citizens at the entrance of the town couldn't help but stick their heads out to look here.

"Very well, I believe you are aware of the assassination of your King Umberto I, and it is unfortunate to tell you that he is dead, and that war may come upon you at will, my boys."

Death? Andrei's news obviously shocked the youth, because they had only received the news that he had been assassinated, which might lead to an attack by the rebellious nobles, but who would have thought that things would be so bad.

"Behind is the homeland, if you want to protect the homeland, the only thing you can rely on is yourself, I hope that when the war comes, no one will run away because of cowardice and fear, because you have no escape, two choices...... You die or they die! ”

As he spoke, Andre suddenly pointed to the town behind him and the young people were directly facing, and the young people were in high spirits, and the fear in their original eyes slowly dissipated and turned into firmness.

Looking at more and more young people, Andrei stretched out his finger: "I just need you to remember one sentence, war and death are not for others, but for yourself and your families." ”

"Defend your homeland!"

It's still that witty young man, Andrei can't help but look at him, very good, very good young man!

As André left, he had already seen Bazali not far away, and when he was leaving, he had already gestured to the guards to start arranging a queue for these youths.

When they came to the town, the citizens of the town looked at Andre in a military uniform with some nervousness, while some teenagers were full of admiration, especially the handsome white military horse led by Andre, who helped lead a few teenagers and almost got into a fight.

In this environment, André followed Bazali to a second-floor store, the first floor of which sold fruits such as oranges and grapes, and an old lady knew that it was Bazali's wife without asking.

"This is Major Andrei, this is my wife, I still have something to talk to Major Andrei, you pour two cups of coffee."

The old lady was very kind, and after André bent down to express his gratitude, he followed Bazali upstairs, and in the small study on the second floor, Bazali and Andrei sat aside.

"Here are the specific details, Major Andrey."

Taking off his military hat and putting it aside, Andrei took the details of the soldiers and read them one by one. There were 256 soldiers, most of whom were young men in their twenties and thirties, and more than 60 percent of them regularly touched firearms, and the rest had experience in hunting and market shooting.

After a while, Andrei closed the book and nodded at Bazali to show that he was very satisfied with the "soldiers", and then he suddenly remembered the young man who had always been very cooperative.

"Cosimo, you say? He's my nephew, a nice little guy. ”

"Very well, I hope that during this period of time he can be my adjutant, the kind that pays a salary!"

These soldiers generally have no salary, and Andrei's opening is undoubtedly a temptation, to which Bazali said with a smile: "It is his honor Your Excellency Major, and he will gladly go even if there is no salary." ”

Laughing and saying nothing, Andrei stood up and walked outside, he needed to see how the guards were doing with the reorganization of these young people.

Bonaroti Estate at the same time:

It was already afternoon, and the Countess of Bonaroti was still worried, while Ernst had already begun to wander around the manor, not to wander around without purpose, of course, but to check for possible holes in the armament.

In fact, Ernst is more worried, the Bonaroti family has been inherited for a hundred years, they are already familiar with this kind of thing, and the manor's defense has been tempered thousands of times, how can it be possible to find a loophole in a short time?

"Bert, is this the sniper's position?"

"Sniper?"

Bert was stunned for a moment, and then said as if he had guessed something: "Lord Count is talking about sharpshooters!" This is the sharpshooter's position, which is relatively high and hidden, which is very suitable for killing the opposing officer. ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Ernst said, "I used to call him a sniper, isn't that more figurative than a sharpshooter?" ”

Thinking about it, Bert couldn't help but nodded, indeed, compared to the sharpshooter sniper, it is more appropriate, imagery, and most importantly, more good-sounding, with some literary and professionalism.

This is where the manor's clock is, a little cramped and a little dark, but isn't it the right place for a sniper?

"In the future, we will also have our own snipers, specialized snipers!"

Thinking of some sniper equipment in that mysterious space, Ernst couldn't help but look forward to his career as a lord, especially since he also had a Moravian infantry regiment.

Although the Moravian infantry regiment did not belong to Ernst, everything indicates that under the deliberate arrangement of Archduke Ferdinand, this infantry regiment would be under his direct influence.

Accompanied by Bert, he went downstairs and saw Mara, the eldest lady of the Bonaroti family, who was looking around.

"You're looking for me? Mara. ”

"His Royal Highness Prince Ernst."

Lian Shang's excitement flashed, and then he remembered something and hurriedly saluted Ernst, seeing this scene, Ernst couldn't help but laugh and said: "Countess Mosetti is not here, you don't have to be so restrained." ”

Hearing Ernst's words, Mara shrugged her nose and said crisply: "That's not good, Countess Mosetti is very powerful, I don't want to be reprimanded by her." ”

"You're talking about her behind her back like this, aren't you worried that I'm going to tell you?"

Yes......

Mara, who had just been triumphant and full of ridicule, immediately looked at Ernst with some trepidation, as if Ernst would really tell the truth.

"Of course, if you promise me one condition, then I can not tell the whistle!"

Ernst's conversation with the little girl was not suitable for eavesdropping, so he quietly left, leaving only Ernst and poor Mara in the corridor with a teasing look on their faces.

"What conditions, girls can't kiss others casually!"

Burst!

Ernst wants to vomit blood, what kind of education is this?

Naturally, this is not a matter of education for Countess Mosetti and Count Bonaroti, but the influence of some romance poems and stories.

And seeing Ernst with an embarrassed face, Mara's face was full of doubts, and she didn't understand what was wrong with what she had just said, and she was able to make Ernst look like this.